บท 33: 33. A fetish.

Maybe I should not have said anything. No not maybe… I really should have just kept my mouth shut. Now he's standing here bare-chested after having tossed the upper part off his attire out the window! Who does that! Who does that? And why is he doing this to me?

Better question is, what was I doing sitting here watching him slowly strip? I was literally dumbfounded! I watched him strip his suit and shirt off, and still on the table where he put me, I watched him toss them out the window and I remained seated till he walked back to me!!

Champagne! You had enough time to run! So why? Why did you sit here like an idiot expecting something?!

"Now Dearest, I have a question for you." Oh gosh, why is he talking like this!! It's all too much. His voice, his eyes, his expressions and his body altogether is too much for me to handle!

"How did it feel?"

What? How did what feel? What is he talking about? Gosh I can't even find my voice!